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About lifelessons

My blog, which started out to be about overcoming grief, quickly grew into a blog about celebrating life. I post daily: poems, photographs, essays or stories. I've lived in countries all around the globe but have finally come to rest in Mexico, where I've lived since 2001. My books may be found on Amazon in Kindle and print format, my art in local Ajijic galleries. Hope to see you at my blog.

Orderly Beauty

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The photo prompt this week is Order.

“My” Day

The prompt today is willy-nilly.  Now, what would you say the chances would be that I’d have written a poem that already contained that word?  If you are thinking practically nil, then you are WRONG!  Not only did I write a poem containing “willy-nilly” over two years ago, but it is even in the title. The assignment then was to talk about a holiday created in my honor and to describe it all—music, refreshments, decorations and who would come.  Here it is, warts and all:

A Holiday Most Willy-Nilly 

My namesake day would be a dilly.
Simply not run-of-the-milly.
For the concert, I’d have  Willie
and resurrect Milli Vanilli.
Kind of music? Rock-a-Billy.
For refreshments, I’d serve Chili.
Though the terrain would be most hilly,
they’d travel over rock-and-rilly
for races of both stud and filly,
and poets, fleet of tongue and quilly,
reading poems both sage and silly.

Uninvited Visitor: Flower of the Day, Aug 15, 2017 (Thunbergia)

Glad this little lady decided to come uninvited.

For Cee’s Flower Prompt

In the Beginning: Flower of the Day, Aug 14, 2017

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Budding hibiscus.  This small bud will turn into a huge orange bloom like the one I showed a few days ago.

For Cee’s Flower of the Day Prompt.

That Tiny Niggling Little Prickle

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That Small Feeling That Something’s Wrong

My intuition sounds its gong.
I have an inkling something’s wrong.
I look  around  for what’s amiss,
but cannot tell what signals this.
My arm and neck hairs stir and rise,
as if to warn me of surprise.
This tiny hunch keeps me alert,
but insight is a fickle flirt.
When nothing happens, it goes away
and I live out my normal day.
That tiny niggling little prickle
might lead to nought, for insight’s fickle,
and sometimes things are just so small
that they aren’t there at all.

This poem, actually written last year, seemed appropriate both for the “prickle” prompt and for relaying information about the Lone Star Tick  just passed on to me by a friend. This tick seems to have supplanted the Lyme disease scare in the Eastern U.S. A friend and her boyfriend have both been bitten by it and have developed the meat allergy. More grist for the worry mill:    http://www.popsci.com/lone-star-tick-meat-allergy

The prompt today was prickle. The image was copied from the internet.

Sunday Trees, Aug 13, 2017

https://beccagivens.wordpress.com/2017/08/13/sunday-trees-300/

Don’t Pick the Daisies

See poem below flower collage. (All photos by jdb. Please click on first photo to enlarge all.)

Don’t Pick the Daisies

Please leave those daisies in their wrapper.
I find them just too pert and dapper.
I prefer a floral decoration
prone to promote excitation.
I’d choose something a little queer
to be used as a boutonniere.
Yes, I agree, daisies are cute
but aren’t held in good repute
for inclusion in bouquets exotic.
They aren’t sufficiently chaotic.
All their little petals are spread
in order. They are too well-bred.
I like my flowers with frisky sproutings,
curling ‘rounds and sticking-outings––
birds of paradise well hung
with orange feathers and bright blue tongue.
I admit, I am a binger
on passionflower and wild ginger,
on orchid and bromeliad.
Daisies I find a little sad––
too Doris Day and sixtyish.
A bit of odd is what I wish
for when I choose to pick a flower
for an arrangement or a bower.
Give me heliconia,
proteus or begonia.
For an occasion that is formal,
daisies, dear, are just too normal.

 

For my mother Pat who liked her food plain and her flowers exotic. XOXOXO

https://dutchgoesthephoto.net/2018/02/06/tuesday-photo-challenge-exotic/

This poem and floral collage were prompted by an earlier post in answer to Cee’s Flower of the Day prompt.

Upsy Daisy: Flower of the Day, Aug 13, 2017

 

For Cee’s daily Flower Prompt.

First Step

 

First Step

When I’m feeling frail and iffy,
what revives me in a jiffy
is a tiny bit of sinning—
a little chocolate or ginning.

There’s nothing wrong with using them
unless one is abusing them.
And an abuser I am not.
(Except, perhaps, for chocolate!!!!)

 

The prompt today was jiffy.

Motley Crew (Distinctively Shod)

(Click on first photo to enlarge all. All photos by jdb.)

For Paula’s “Pick a Word” Challenge.  The word I chose was “motley.”

https://bopaula.wordpress.com/2017/08/10/thursdays-special-pick-a-word-in-august-y2/